歌詞
[Verse 1]
Now my gal don't like them red, red roses
She don't like perfume
Now my gal ain't got no fancy notion
She just likes to make love all night
And sleep all afternoon
[Verse 2]
Now my gal don't drive no Cadillac car
She got no place to go
She just would say, fake it through the day
The nighttime is right time, you know
Nighttime is right time, you know
[Verse 3]
She can't sing, and she can't dance
She can't walk too well
She can't cook, and she can't sew
But, boy, she can sure raise hell
[Verse 4]
My, my, my, she sure gets high
My, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, she sure gets high
My, my, my, my, my
[Verse 5]
My, my, my, she sure gets high
My, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, she sure gets high
My, my, my, my, my
[Verse 6]
My, my, my, she sure gets high
My, my, my, my, my
Written by: J.J. Cale
